I am a chocolate sunrise floating over still land

A part of God’s divine plan

People regard me as beautiful but fail to understand…

That my existence is not equated to the abundance of man

Pull out your paint brush and stroke…

The deep, broad curves of my burgeoning, candescent silhouette

People may think they have seen the last of my rays

But they ain’t seen nothing yet

 

I will levitate above doubt come morning

While the moon puts snoring minds to bed

I am the first light you see

When you lift your head

Some call me Sunshine.

 

 

Thank you for reading.

Love always, Esha <3